Week 36

 

The street where i live has become a children playground, all bright colours dotted about, a mess of random colours that to the right person is clear guidance/instructions

It is random to anyone outside of ‘the circle’.

Both side of the whole street is covered in these markings, playful and colourful, but not graffiti because it has a purpose…

The texture difference between the grass and the pavement evokes different feelings of the same colour.

[Composition that has order to it, but it only known to the knowing.]

One piece of work.

One of the little brooches I have been working on. This is originally in silver but after awhile the colour seemed to just fade unlike the black.

Unfortunately I havn’t any more to show you, after I had a mishap with my camera.

Hopefully I will have soon!

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